Ning Rufeng ordered the elders to clean up the battlefield and bring back the disciples of the ancient artifact sect.

He flew into the ancient artifact gate of Cangluan Mountain with Shen Lang on his back and temporarily settled him in the bedroom of the hall.

The situation was a little bad, and Shen Lang's injury tended to aggravate. Ning Rufeng gritted his teeth and pressed his palms on his back to absorb the evil energy in Shen Lang's body as much as possible.

"puff!"

After absorbing only a few black airflows, Ning Rufeng vomited blood one after another, and his body seemed to have suffered great internal damage, and his old face was extremely pale.

These evil spirits are extremely active and difficult to be exported from the body. Once they are sucked out by Ning Rufeng, they will penetrate into his body and suffer from it.

"Boy Shen Lang, I risk my life to save you. If you die, I will never end up with you!"

Ning Rufeng endured the pain of his body tearing, and continued to absorb the evil energy in Shen Lang's body to relieve his injuries.

Most of the time later.

All the disciples of the ancient artifact sect returned to Cangluan Mountain under the leadership of the elders.

The demon cultivator in Huangfengling was gone before, and there were strange blood and blood clots everywhere at the foot of the Ancient Artifact Gate Mountain. The scene was creepy. The disciples of the Ancient Artifact Gate were shocked and started to talk.

Many disciples recognized that these flesh and blood clots were the corpses of the demon cultivator of Huangfengling.

"What happened...?"

Ning Xiaoyao was shocked. She had previously felt that the demon cultivators in Huangfeng Cave were unstoppable, but she unexpectedly disappeared in an instant. It was hard to imagine who did it.

If it was really a reinforcement from the Seven Saints Palace, then the reinforcements would be too fast, right?

The scene was noisy, and the disciples of the ancient artifact sect had never seen such a strange scene before, and they were all restless.

"Quiet! These corpses are the corpses of the demon cultivators of Huangfengling before. Now that the threat has been lifted, you don't have to make random guesses. All the disciples of the sect immediately return to the ancient artifact gate square and wait for the notification!"

He Jian ordered loudly.

"yes!"

The disciples responded one after another and returned to the ancient artifact gate.

"Elder He Jian, did you find Junior Brother Shen just now? Where is Junior Brother now?"

Xia Shan'er hurriedly found He Jian, tears rolling in her eyes, and asked anxiously.

Ning Xiaoyao also came forward and waited for He Jian's answer.

He Jian was about to find Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao, but he didn't expect the two girls to come to him.

"Shen Lang's body has been preserved, but his injuries are too serious. He has been sent back to the hall by the head of the sect for treatment. The situation may not be very good!" He Jian said in a deep voice.

"This...what should I do?"

Xia Shan'er's heart was trembling and she was almost crying. She hurriedly pulled the corner of Ning Xiaoyao's skirt and begged: "Sister Yaoyao, please let the head save Junior Brother Shen Lang!"

Ning Xiaoyao hugged Xia Shan'er and comforted him: "Don't worry, Shan'er, I will let my father do his best."

"Shan'er girl, although it's a bit hard to say...but now you are really the only one who can save Shen Lang's little disciple!"

He Jian held it in his heart for a long time, and finally said it.

Xia Shan'er's pretty face was stunned and her eyes were moist and asked, "What do you need Shan'er to do? If she could save Junior Brother Shen Lang, Shan'er would be willing to give anything!"

He Jian breathed a little relieved after hearing what Xia Shan'er said. Shen Lang should be saved.

"Shan'er girl, this is not a place to talk. Follow me to the ancient artifact gate hall to meet the head of the sect."

After saying this, He Jian turned his gaze to Ning Xiaoyao and added: "It is best for the saint to go with you!"

“It can’t be better.”

Ning Xiaoyao was also very concerned about Shen Lang's safety and asked his father to do so.

"No further ado, you can go to the ancient artifact gate hall now."

After He Jian said this, he turned into a ray of escape light, flew into Cangluan Mountain, and flew towards the Ancient Artifact Gate Hall.

Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao followed closely behind.

Soon, the three of them arrived in the Ancient Artifact Gate Hall and hurried towards the bedroom inside the hall.

Before the three of them entered the bedroom, Ning Rufeng hunched over and walked slowly out of the bedroom. His hair was disheveled, his steps were floating, and his complexion was extremely poor. He seemed to have suffered a serious illness, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding.

"Father, your body..."

Ning Xiaoyao's pretty face changed color, and it was obvious that Ning Rufeng's body was abnormal, so he couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"I can't die!"

Ning Rufeng waved his hand and signaled Ning Xiaoyao to be quiet.

"Sect Master, how is the situation of Shen Lang Xiaotu?" He Jian asked insolently.

Ning Rufeng frowned: "That's it! He Jian, I just asked you to do ideological work with Xia Shan'er, the girl. Have you done it?" Ning Rufeng glanced at He Jian and asked coldly.

"This... hasn't been done yet."

He Jian said embarrassedly, he was really hard to speak out.

"Damn it, just this little thing, I'm going to do it? I'm really convinced you."

Ning Rufeng wanted to get angry, but he felt that it was meaningless, so he sighed.

"Father, what does this mean? What ideological work?"

Ning Xiaoyao asked curiously.

Xia Shan'er was also confused and hurriedly said, "Sect Master, if there is anything that can help, Shan'er has no choice but to define it!"

"this……"

Ning Rufeng scratched his ears and gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, I will tell you the truth. Shen Lang is worried about his life now. You are a chaotic immortal body, and only you can save him! So... you may need to sacrifice yourself."

Xia Shan'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and her eyes firmly said: "Master, please tell Shan'er how. No matter how difficult it is, Shan'er will do her best to save Junior Brother Shen!"

Ning Rufeng waved his hand immediately: "It's not difficult or not! Uh, the method is actually very simple. It's just... You and that guy Shen Lang practiced together and sent the Chaos Spiritual Power to his body as much as possible."

"What!"

Xia Shan'er stood there on the spot and almost thought she had heard it wrong.

“Double practice?”

Ning Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, his face became extremely strange: "Father, aren't you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking? Oh, let me explain it to you."

Ning Rufeng looked quite depressed. He told the two women about the extent of Shen Lang's injury and explained the principle of healing Shen Lang with dual cultivation.

"No! This is the case, and you can't let Shan'er and Shen Lang practice for free. This is too ridiculous!"

Ning Xiaoyao looked excited and felt a little unacceptable.

Xia Shan'er's delicate pretty face was so blushed that she could drip bleeding. She lowered her head and had no idea what to say.

Shen Lang spared no effort to save Xia Shan'er, and Xia Shan'er was determined to repay the same attitude, but dual cultivation was too shameful... It was simply challenging her shameful limits.

Although Xia Shan'er is as simple as a piece of white paper, she also knows what dual cultivation means.
Chapter completed!